Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 2992 Even after killing someone, Andrew's expression remained calm as he looked at the remaining garrison troops. Immediately, they trembled as they rushed to open the city gates. Andrew carried Prescott and slowly walked out of the city. Not far away lay the half-dead Garal. His battle with Kass had already cost him dearly. Combined with Andrew's devastating blow, Garal was now clearly on the brink of death. Andrew tossed Prescott onto the ground and looked at Garal. " This time, I'll spare his life.

Take his broken body back to Throne City and tell that old bastard Raiden that from this day on, Abyss City belongs to Dragonfang. He can still send his armies to attack and try to retake Abyss City. But before that, I'll open the gates and hand the city over to the Cathedral." He added, "I'm sure the great head of the Ludendorff family knows what to do." With that, Andrew turned around and returned to the city. The gates slammed shut once again, and Garal struggled over to pick Prescott up. The weight in his heart sank straight to the bottom.

Prescott was almost done for, but what crushed Garal even ---- more was the loss of the city, his city, falling just like that. No, it was not even taken by an enemy. He was the one who had allowed Dragonfang into the city and the one who had allowed Reginald's successor, a devil even more terrifying than Reginald, to enter Abyss City. He had invited the wolf inside, and he had only himself to blame. Garal wanted to laugh bitterly and rage, but his body would not allow it. At this moment, his strength was draining away by the second.

In the end, dragging his ruined body, he limped away with Prescott toward Throne City. This was the only thing he could do now, and it was also the only path left that might keep him alive. He wanted to fight and reclaim his city. However, Prescott was already finished, and as for himself, it was not just a severe injury. Even at his peak, he doubted he could survive a direct clash with that devil. On the city wall, Nyx watched as Garal disappeared into the distance.

She asked in a low voice, "Why did you let them go?" Andrew let out a breath and said, "Killing them outright would not have been difficult. But that would mean becoming locked in a fight to the death with the Ludendorff family. Prescott is not someone insignificant like Marshall, and at the very least, | can't ---- truly cripple that old bastard Raiden. "It's not that | fear him, but that doing so would be bad for Abyss City and bad for our current situation. Letting Prescott and Garal go is a message to Raiden.

With his cunning nature, he'll pretend this never happened and send someone to reconcile with me. But once he frees up his hands, he'll definitely come after Dragonfang." Nyx asked, "Then what do we do?" Andrew snorted coldly, his body radiating an air of dominance. What do we do? By the time the Ludendorff family gets around to it, we'll have secured our hold on Abyss City. At that point, I'l be calling the shots, and it'll be Raiden begging us.

Besides, with our current top-tier combat power, even if we can't afford an all- out war with the Ludendorff family, unless Raiden comes personally, no one can touch me! But Raiden can't afford to come fight personally. Not unless he wants to lose Throne City!" Nyx took a deep breath and said admiringly, "Andrew, thank goodness you're my friend and not my enemy. Otherwise, I'd definitely be terrified of you." Andrew smiled faintly, looking a little tired. "Nyx, I'm not just your friend. Or are you still not willing to admit I'm your man?" Nyx opened her mouth, about to deny it.

However, Andrew's actions flashed through her mind ---- This man had done so much for Dragonfang, and she had already submitted to him. So, why was she hesitating? Besides, the two of them had already become intimate. "Yes, you are my man, and | belong only to you," Nyx nodded shyly and said softly.